I broke up with her on her day of birth.
She tried to hold in her cries, that only made it worse.
Tears fell from her eyes to saturate the Earth
First bad break will make you second guess your worth.
Three shots in of Gin, chasing it down with Four Lokos.
Sent some drunk text and then switched it up to SoCo.
Now she can't hold it in and let's it out. Oh no!
Chronicles of pain; you just gotta know when to lay off.
And Karma's not picky, she'll still hit you on your day off.
Merciless Mistress, they say Karma is a bitch
but if you treat her right, she knows how to make you rich.
...but no amount of moping will bring back that one that you miss.
Dark rooms and slow songs; yeah, you're in the zone now.
Old pictures in a new phone; the past is what you call 'Home' now.
Depressed and anxious, you miss my love in the worst way.
But you'll never get it back. Sorry, love.
Happy Birthday.
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